There are literally thousands of organizations (including non-profits) that head down the path of mediocrity by rushing to offer 57 varieties, merely to please today's shareholders, merely because they can.

Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from basement of time. On some of rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the word, and some of the words are theirs.